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Dorm Log: Scorching Summer Edition

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The one-angel audience went wild with applause, even though he was practically blinded by the ensuing spray of pool water.

"Yeaaaaaaah! That was amazing! Sure made quite a splash!" Wiping his face, he added, "Totally loved the jet propulsion touch."

"Of course you did."

Shadow knew a pleased man when he saw it. That, or he was just too damn full of himself. In fact, that made plenty more sense. Let's go with that.

"Do you have any other requests?" He paddled over to a nearby pool noodle, inspecting it curiously. Why was it here? What was it for? How odd.

"With those jets, are you able to create the illusion that you're walking on water?"

"Easily."

That was admittedly a fine idea if he ever heard one. Shadow needed only to lift himself from the water, jets aflare even as he reached the surface, feet just barely touching wetness. With careful, yet surprisingly casual strides, he walked along the figurative ground with bubbles forming beneath his shoes, pockets of water and air forming from his hovering abilities.

He was definitely walking on water.

He was the fucking hedgehog Jesus.

Pit's eyes were doing a pretty good impression of the sun dancing in the pool ripples. "I'm starting to wonder what you can't do," remarked the angel as he snagged the fun noodle that had slowly drifted its way over to him.

A playful grin took over. He dunked the styrophone tube beneath the waters, straddled it, let both ends pop up, then aimed one of the ends at Shadow and blew into the other with all his might. A jet of water shot out at Hedgehog Jesus.

"Wh-!"

He really should have seen that coming. Instead, he was absolutely showered in water, enough so that he lost focus and dropped into the pool below. At first, he panicked, just before having made it to the surface with frantic flailing at his arsenal.

Shadow paused, his actions far more collected now, his general swaying of limbs keeping him afloat.

That was awkward.

"Y-You-... Don't do that. Ever."

"Whoa! Hahahaha," he laughed, completely oblivious to Shadow's real and serious fear of water. To him, it was just a fun game. "You should have seen how bad I got you!"

He was so ready to run. Er, swim.

Shadow? Afraid of water? Ha! That was as plausible as... well... any other hedgehog being nervous over water.

...

Fine. Maybe he was a little anxious. At least in his case, he'd likely get used to it, given his natural ability to swim. ~~Hey, in Mario & Sonic, he isn't the one wearing the floaties.~~

"No need. I felt it."

Shadow began to pathetically paddle over to the edge of the pool, hauling himself onto concrete and shaking off his fur in one hearty movement. There went water. Everywhere. He'd had enough of that for one day.

Pit watched as his swimming buddy drifted ashore. The closer he got, the more disappointed he felt.

"Done already?"

"Not after that, no."

Was he being too abrasive? Perhaps, but he was pretty much known for being a wet blanket (no pun intended). His idea of fun was definitely not the ruder end of the spectrum of 'rough-housing'.

Shadow, however, wasn't leaving in full. He was going to remain by the edge of the pool, feet sunk into the water once more. It really was refreshing in this scalding heat, to be sure.

"Unless you have more you want to see."

Okay, and maybe he'd still be up to showing himself off.

Yeah, he was definitely the type of guy who took things too seriously, Pit thought to himself. Typical antihero behavior! And naturally, he wanted more chances to show off his stunts. Pit didn't really mind that type of cocky behavior, but he was still going to see how he responded when he asked,

"You sure? We could wage a noodle war. You could get me back for squirting you like that." The angel was sitting on his styrofoam noodle like a U-shaped mount.

"Noodle... war."

Nothing intimidated Shadow the Hedgehog, and this proposed battle of wits and pool toys was no exception. What it did do to him, however, was leave him in a stupor, flatly looking towards him as if Pit had just used Double Team like a hyperactive Scyther.

"You're- You can't be serious."

Because that was the stupidest idea he'd ever heard in his life. (Well, apart from suggestions Sonic might have made in the past...)

That's probably because Sonic is to Shadow as Pit is to Dark Pit. Whom Shadow totally reminds him of, if you didn't catch it by now.

"You're right! I'm not serious! It's all fun and games! We can keep a point count if you want. All you have to do is grab a noodle and get blowing." He began twirling around in place on his noodle horsie, drifting while propelling himself with his feet at the bottom of the pool.

"That... but I..."

For the first time today, Shadow was rendered without words or reason. What was he even supposed to say to that?! Just fun and games? Blowing noodles? That was simply ridiculous and he'd look like a complete idiot.

Then again, it was a little endearing, the way Pit had such a zest for life and such a need for its fun as opposed to its business. He was like a child, wasn't he?

"Fine."

Oh, no, did he really accept? He was already beginning to regret that he'd said that, yet he never turned his back from a challenge. His hand dipped for the nearest pool noodle, one with a foam mole on its side. Was this Resetti's? Hm. Whatever.

"We just... blow each other? Each hit is a 'point'?" Wow, this sounded awkward.

"Pretty much! You can duck to avoid being sprayed, but I'd be careful about that because you're vulnerable when you come back up. Get creative about dodging! There are more directions than just down. So. You ready or what? On the count of three! On your marks, get set, go!"

That wasn't actually... counting, but at least it was three sentences that could take the place of numbers. After that, he feverishly began dunking his noodle underwater to fill it with ammo, trying to beat out Shadow before he could charge his shot.

What- That didn't even give him much chance to be ready! Whatever. He was going to make sure he regretted starting the match with foul play. Shadow dove, pulling onto his noodle to ensure it sank at least slightly with him. He rushed to saddle the thing, lifting himself back onto the surface so he could properly aim.

He was built to handle all sorts of ranged weaponry - crossbows, throwing knives, guns - but pool noodles were likely not what Gerald had in mind while creating him. He whirled his body and the noodle around, making sure he'd pointed it well enough, and he fired.

It totally missed.

Great.

Pit at least made sure to wait until Shadow was properly geared up before beginning, because he was against foul play, too. He just didn't realize he was being an idiot. While Shadow missed, Pit didn't even have to make much of an effort to dodge! He was busy trying to aim his own shot.

Right in the face. Score!

"Blblblbl-!" Shadow sputtered and choked from the sudden presence of water down his nostrils and throat. Oh, sweet Chaos, that was uncomfortable, especially given the chlorine in the pool. He had to get him back for that!

He still had a little water left in his noodle from the prior shot, so with that in mind, he attempted to aim a bit differently, being more careful before launching another shot, one that seemed much more on mark.

"Aaah!" shrieked the angel, ducking- but not in time. The water seeped down his face in rivulets. He wiped it off with one hand, the other one steadying his noodle.

"It's a tie now!" So it wasn't over yet. He had to prepare his next shot! Quickly he shoved the tube beneath the water and retrieved his liquid ammo, ready to fire it at his target. He blew so hard his cheeks were swollen with air.

Oh no he won't. Shadow wasn't letting that hit him, nor was he letting go of an opportunity to hit Pit while he was vulnerable. He quickly dunked his noodle and gave a mighty blow, water spurting out in his exact direction.

Both streams collided. Water hit neither of them, only splashing into each other and falling gracefully back into the pool in a flourish. It left Shadow mildly flabbergasted, certain that it wasn't going to happen this way, yet it did before his very eyes. It also kind of... left him open for attack. Smart.

Good thing for Shadow, Pit had to go ahead and prepare another shot. He dunked it again so hard it slipped away from his fingers and shot up from beneath his legs out the back door. "Wah-!"

OH NO MAYDAY MAYDAY. He was so finished if he couldn't retrieve that noodle! Frantically, he pivoted around and made a lunge for it, his whole backside exposed for Shadow to claim.

In such quick time, Shadow gained the most devious, morally unsound idea ever. It wasn't harmful, granted, if not for stinging of the eyes from unexpected chlorine contact, but it was certainly the work of a devil on Earth here.

He paddled as fast as he could for him, attempting to grab Pit to dunk him entirely, albeit only for a second before releasing him. He just wanted to get the point across that he never lost, even if he had to use different methods. Was that considered cheating or out of line? Possibly. Did he care? Not really. He still soaked him with water, just in a different way.

Whoa there! Not even giving him a chance to save some breath, Captain Shadow capsized the S.S. Pit. He sunk into a world of confusion and fought back to reach the surface, flailing his arms around in erratic patterns. The pressure left his back and he bobbed back up with a sharp intake of breath. But he couldn't stay like this for long! If he stalled, Shadow would nail him with a jet of water! Maybe that was his tactic!

He couldn't see well behind bleary eyes, but the yellow color of his noodle stood out. He had to get it back before Shadow's next move, or else he was finished! Okay, fine, if Shadow was gonna push, so was he! So he did. He pushed the black hedgehog before diving for his weapon. He was gonna buy himself some time!

"Ghhk-!" Down he went, his nose snuffling up a little bit of water amidst the shock of the situation, and with that in mind, he rose quickly. That didn't mean Pit lost precious time, however. Shadow spent his time hacking from the sensation, his nose and throat burning, yet through all of the stinging, he doubted any got into his lungs. He managed to catch himself just in time.

"So- so now it gets- dirty-"

He continued to cough before he tried to regain some coherency, eyes darting about to try to find his noodle. Now was Pit's big chance to change the tides, no water pun intended.

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Dorm Log: Scorching Summer Edition

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STEADY THE NOODLES!!!!!!!!!!

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